Little Prince Emre

Hee, my little one finally started calling me MAMA since a few months ago(too busy to blog)....waited for so long...but its okie lah, he sounds so sweet that it is really worth the wait. He can also call Dad, popo, yeee, biao biao (biao yee agatha), yeye, nai nai, gor-gor, jiejie and say many other words already e.g swing, chick, snake, boat, mouse, big, small, hot, pat and many other words......hee..mummy was so worried why he was taking so long to talk.. now he is very noisy...so mummy is very pleased....He could even say 'ache' and pointed to his stomach when he was having a stomachache yesterday...hee...

Mummy is busily planning for his 2nd birthday party and packing for the hong kong trip next week...time really flies, still cannot believe it that my little baby will be 2 years old in January....he is no longer a baby already...have decided to have the mickey theme for his party after contemplating for the longest time whether should we have mickey, bob the builder or pooh theme again...but since we are going to disneyland and he enjoyed the mickey mouse show (3 fairytales) at the indoor stadium, mummy has decided to host a Mickey Clubhouse party....thank you ah yee for designing and printing the lovely invites for me even though you are so busy and rushing for your USA trip immeadiately after your HK trip....

Hee, was very amused that he cried when the curtains closed for the intermission break during the Mickey Show...Mummy had to tell him that mickey needed to drink some water and it will come back soon...so funny...he really cried pitifully....but its ok cos it showed that we did not waste $120 on the 2 tickets for seats with a fantastic view.....now whenever he sees a teapot, he will say 'dance' cos the cutlery was all dancing around in Beauty and the Beast part of the show...hee....mummy is impressed....will bring him for more shows next time...

Mummy is now worried if little one can sit and be good on the 4 hr flight to HK..mummy and daddy see bought new toys to occupy him, books to read to him, new healthy snacks to bribe him, and even our portable dvd player with his fav barney and brainy baby dvd to calm him down if all else fails....hee..mummy see is determined to enjoy this trip at all costs...being fully prepared is very important....toddlers are not nice to have on planes to mummy is praying that we will all survive the flight....next year we will just take a road trip to msia to save money....

Mummy cannot wait to go disneyland! hee and to buy many hello kitty stuff....hee but will control and try not to buy too much...must save to buy a nice Car bed for my little one so that he can sleep on his own bed (Ex leh...$499 just for the bed frame)....actually mummy really likes sleeping with emre, but I think it is time to let him learn to sleep in his own bed...or else when he is older, he will never want to sleep in his own room, unhealthy for a boy...if you ask him now, " mummy buy a nice bed for you ok? " he will say "NO!" and point to me, saying ," Mama!" it means he wants to sleep with me...heehee....feels so good but it is time to let go...hee...hope I can succeed....wish me luck and determination....

 

 

 

 

Mummy See simply could not wait for Little Emre to start talking….

Everyday she will lament, “Why my son cannot talk yet”??

HA!

Anyway, the first word he can utter is BALL.

Clear and precise!

I am going to start a list of words that he can say:

Ball

Apple

Eesssseee        (he meant cheese)

O’er                 (oval)

Psssss              (Please)

Hua-wer            (flower)

Daaaa              (yes! he meant DAD! Just waiting for him to say DADDYYY**)

The list will continue….

  

**At least I am Daaa, if you point Mummy See and ask little Emre “WHO IS SHE?”

he will reply, “BALL”!

I am definitely not complaining.

JS

 

Seems like not too long ago I was excitedly waiting for my little old to be born, and suddenly he is already one and a half years old.....really fast....have to start planning for his 2nd birthday bash already...so scary...no wonder people say that we should really cherish the time when our children are young. ......

As I have always been surrounded by little girls at home and at work, it is very exciting to watch my little boy grow up....It is amazing how the characteristics of boys and girls differ in so many ways....buys are so energetic and happy always....easily amused and easily contented....boys are also so cheeky and playful....not bashful and gentle at all...hee...so different from what I am used to....maybe that is why someone up there decided to throw me a challenge cum blessing and gave me a little prince for me to experience bringing up a boy......and I am enjoying every minute of being a mummy to this cute little boy.....

Little one loves to be chased around the house, I am thankful for my spacious hall....so he gets his daily run around the sofa....now he is teaching himself to climb up all types of chairs and cupboards....makes me so worried......he runs everywhere, and has permanent bruises on his shin.... he taught himself how to jump from watching his educational DVD.hee....

He also knows where the goodies are kept....he will always hold his daddy's hand to lead him to the fridge, hoping that daddy will give him his favourite yogurt or green apple....greedy boy....

Little one can't really talk yet....although I have been waiting for the longest time...he seems too busy and cannot really be bothered to want to talk to us....but he can say the word 'BALL' so well, cos he loves balls...anything that is round is a ball to my son.....hee....he can also say 'apple' cos he loves eating apples....and the rest of the words depends on his mood......never mind, I am very sure that he will be a talkative boy soon...

Boys are expensive cos my son's hair grows so fast! Every month he needs to have a haircut, and mind you, his haircut costs $20! ha.....girls can grow their hair long, but my son needs to cut his hair at Junior League, where there is TV and toys to entertain him....kids nowadays are so pampered......but it's worth the money....he always gets a good haircut and nice treatment from the hair stylist.....

Mummy See has been officially banned from buying any more toys for her little one.....there are too many toys in the house...and the bomb shelter has no more space.....Cannot help buying cute toys for my little prince lah .....hee...must be because I had a deprived childhood with very few toys....so now that I can buy toys....I cannot seem to stop.....son is happy, husband is angry......must control control myself....cannot stop at the toys department for too long....hee...

Have to start thinking seriously about which playgroup/nursery/kindergarten and primary school I want to enrol my little one in.....Super duper Kiasu right? Haiz....no choice lah, boys cannot study at SCGS so Mummy See has to go and fight with all the other 2007 mummies for a place in a good school......Just wanted to give him a good head start.....and then the rest will be up to him in future....Mummy See feels that getting a place in a good school for him is what I can and should do for his future...

So many things to plan...but never mind..will look forward to the National Day long weekend break/ Sept hols first.. still have time.....hee....have to go and prepare dinner for the little one now......

 

 

 

Just came back from a 5-days cruise. Shiok!

Hassle-free with my little Emre in-tow.

 

Was in the restaurant on board and saw something and it got me thinking.

This restaurant had a dress code and guys have to wear cover shoes and collar shirt.

 

There was this father who apparently wore the wife’s track shoes so he had to take off during dinner cos quite tight & really uncomfortable. And this father wanted to eat dessert but not convenient to move around. Though he never say but it was pretty obvious he wanted to eat.

The wife got up, went to get dessert and came back with a plate of dessert for ONLY her daughter and herself.

Someone in the table commented and asked the wife why she never get any for the husband. She replied that very ‘difficult’ to take cos dunno what the husband likes.

Hmm…..

Not wanting to embarrass the husband, another one in the table told the daughter to go and get dessert for the father(hoping she got the hint and move her ass). This daughter is a secondary sch student. But she simply refused and asked the father to go and take himself. The wife agreed and told the husband to go and see what he likes and take. Hmm….

 

Maybe I am one who thinks a lot. Maybe I should not look too much into the above but  if I am that father, I would be so hurt.

I do not need my child to be the smartest in class, top in school but I will want my child to show me that he cares for me and that he loves me.

In the same situation above, if my daughter would stand up on her own and get me a plate of dessert, I will eat anything that she put on the plate.

These are the little actions which may seem so minute but yet mean so much to a person.

Actions sometimes really speak louder than words.

 

JS 

Hee, recently many people have  been asking me if I am ready for a 2nd child....so funny...my emre is only 16 months old! We are just beginning to have plenty of fun together  and we enjoy interacting with him ..... why would I want another baby now and start the sleepless nights again?

Seriously, I enjoyed my pregnancy and also the past 16 months with our little prince...except when he falls sick...that is so tiring man.. other than that I like to think that I have coped pretty well and I have my mother to take good care of my child/ children. So I really don't mind having another child in the future, but definitely NOT now....hee...I want to have plenty of time to bond with my son and enjoy time with daddy see too....and also to enjoy the frequent getaways during the school holidays.... I still need to lose weight hahaha...how to get pregnant and start all over again?

People always tell me one kid will be lonely....but actually with all the classes and ccas nowadays, how much time can my son play with his sibling? Maybe when my son is 3 or 4 years old, then I will seriously think about having another child again.... having 2 kids is no joke, it will drain us financially and we have to make more sacrifices...

I also think that it is not too fair for my little one...I think he should have more undivided attention from daddy see, mummy see and all his other relatives....

I also know that it is very stressful for my son to be the only one taking care of his parents next time if he has no siblings.....but nowadays there are so many cases of children not wanting to have anything to do with their aged parents..it worries me man......I really don't know...I would love to try for a daughter...hee...to dress her up and go shopping for shoes together when she grows up....but how to guarantee that I will get a gal???? so many doubts, so it is so obvious that we are not ready for a second child.....

so to everyone who is thinking of asking me that question, ask me again in 2 years time okie?????? Maybe I will know the answer then....

 

 

 

My little one is going to be 16 months old....getting cheekier and more active day by day..

We are all always very amused and entertained by this little creature....and he seems to enjoy being in the centre of attraction always...really am worried that he will become an attention seeking boy....hee.....

I love the way he flaps his hands and makes funny sounds when he is happy and excited, especially when he sees cats, dogs, young children and new toys from mummy and daddy See.....

Love the way he makes us laugh by pretending to cry and laugh....

Love the way he tries to mew like a cat (ahh....hhh) and bark like a dog (woo ooo oo )....

Love the way he can do the actions to the Wheels on the bus song....the rolling of the hands, the fingers moving just like the wipers on the bus, and pretending to rock the babies on the bus when they go wa..wa..wa..

Love to see him enjoying all the food we feed him, pinching the peas and corn bits eagerly with his chubby fingers and enjoying them so much....and showing us his 2 fingers to tell us the food is good...hee, my son uses his thumb and index fingers to tell us that the food is delicious...still trying to tell him how to keep that index finger and show the thumbs up sign only....

love so many things about my little one... sometimes I really hope he will stay at this age always...so cute, so innocent, so warm and cuddly....and always wanting to sleep in my arms at night.snuggling up close to me every night...wonder how much longer will he want to sleep in my arms?????

 

 

Our little one fell very sick for the first time one week before cny.....had high fever of 40.5 two monday nights ago and the fever only officially broke 5 days later,..poor little emre had red rash, swollen eyes and his lips were all cracked....took him to see his expensive doc twice and spent almost 300 bucks on urine tests, blood test and medicine....he had a serious case of fake measles, which is known as roseola...scary...he was in such misery....and lost 1 whole kg....cos his craked lips hurt when he eats or drinks.....was very whiney, weepy and needed to be carried all day long....

mummy see and daddy see wanted to cry whenever they looked at his swollen face.....they really wished that they were the ones who were sick instead....Lilttle one was also very traumatised by the medicine feeding sessions....daddy see had to hold him while mummy see used the syringe to force the medicine down his throat.... really heartbreaking to see him wail...

Thankfully his face cleared up just in time for the first day of cny..and although his cheeks have reduced in size, he is still a cute little boy.....will post the cny pics soon...
mummy see fell sick from taking care of him late at night for a whole week....lost her voice completely.....she is now recovering....but she is very thankful that her little one is back to his usual self again....enjoying his meals....

Daddy see was very good to clean the whole house for cny as mummy see had to take care of their little boy all day long....really appreciate his thoughtfulness and efforts.....

Hope that our little one will not fall sick again too soon....too painful to watch him suffer...

 

Wah, its already Feb....mummy see is looking forward to the march hols....

Little Emre is already 13 months old.....had a big birthday bash for him...mummy ordered an expensive cake for emre, $210 for a 2 kg winnie the pooh cake....thankfully the cake tasted good....the theme of the party was Winnie the Pooh..so all the deco was based on the cartoon character...enjoyed decorating the room in the morning with all the banners and balloons.....

Emre was overwhelmed by the large number of uncles and aunties...did not really smile until most of the guests had left.... Lucky boy to receive so many presents and red packets from all the uncles and aunties....no more space in our bomb shelter to store his toys and rocking horses. hehe... Thanks to his granduncles and aunties, little emre has his own private car to drive around in his house and around the estate...he really loves his car, he can even climb in and out of the car of his own already......

Mummy see had to go back to work the day after his party (2 Jan) so she was quite depressed..but she was very glad that the party went well and everyone enjoyed themselves....

Latest update as at 1st March 2008: Emre is enjoying his cute rocking giraffe....he can even rock on his own...Mummy See takes out one of his bday gift every month for Emre to play...

 

Happy Birthday to YOU again, Little Emre!!!!

 

Little emre had received lots of gifts, vouchers and of cos contributions(ang pao) towards his education fund. Thank you to all uncles & aunties!

And very grateful to each and everyone who sacrificed their New Year afternoon and came to be part of the celebration.

 

Not forgetting that the party would not be so successful if not for the help from our beloved relatives for booking of venue & setting up the place together.

And of cos, must thank little emre’s darling yee-yee who had to make a number of trips to get the cards and stuff printed.(oops, I think I have not pay her yet! Ha!)

 

We certainly hope everyone enjoyed the lunch and our company.

Little emre though was not his usual self.

He was simply overwhelmed. He could not muster a smile in most of the photos taken that afternoon.

And the best part was, he flashed and flashed his sun-shining radiant smile ever readily to everyone on the same day after his evening nap. Hmm…..

 

On 4^th Jan this year, I was working then. But memories of 4^th Jan last year just came flashing back while I was daydreaming at my work desk.

Everything was so surreal. I could still remember everything so vividly.

I could still feel the anxiety, pacing to and fro when mummy see was in labour.

I could still feel my heart aching when I saw literally blood, sweat and tears.

I still remember the determination that I saw in mummy see’s eyes.

I still remember the relief, the joy, the first time my eyes set upon little emre.

 

And I shall tell little emre all these details in detail when he grows up.

So that he will treasure and love his mummy more and think twice before making her upset.

 

In just a year, from this:

 

 

to this:

 

Isn't it amazing???

Mummy See has really done a fabulous job looking after Little Emre.

I think i shall give her a  present too for a job well done for this one year.

 

Gosh, one yr past by just like that.

And I am getting old….

Was speaking to my cousin the other time and I asked him abt his school teachers.

I asked him if his form teacher is old and he said yes, very old already.

I nodded and asked him how old is his teacher then?

He replied, 30 plus…….

 

JS

What a memorable 2007!!!&/OR???

For many good reasons and some reasons.

All in all, 2007has been great to me!!

Of cos, having little emre has been one of the best things that happen to mummy see and me.

 

Did u noticed that newspaper and myself will have their top and worst stories/gossips/artises of 2007.

And most of those best and worst that were listed happened during the last quarter of 2007.

Why? Cos most human beings have short-term memory.

but i think i have long-term memory...

 

As for me,

 

Top on the list for 2007:

Enough said! Little emre is god’s gift to us and I thank god for everything.

 

Second best for 2007:

Little emre and myself came in top 6 out of 79 in the parent & child lookalike competition organized by Mediacorp.

Not an easy feat for sure. There are so many look-alikes!.

But I wanted the get hold of the free dozen of diapers badly.

Only the top 6 will get it.

 

So I worked out a strategy and guessed wat! It worked!

I knew I had to create an impression on the judges so that they would remember us.

I noticed the other parents were replying the emcees with similar and boring answers during the interview.

And I decided to be more innovative with my replies.

Basically just talk cock sing song and bulldoze my way through.

And to make things easier, we were in the last grp that was paraded to the judges.

And from the last grp, 3 pairs made it to the top 6. that’s why I said human beings have short-term memory.

 

Third best for 2007:

We brought little emre to genting, bintan and Bangkok.

He or rather we, survived it all and enjoyed them all too!!

Of cos, behind those enjoyable trips, we have someone to thank in the shape of my mum-in-law who came along and provided great help.

Genting was great as usual.

Bintan was just fabulous! For 4 straight days, everyday just drink beer, play mahjong, dip in swimming pool and go to seaside. That’s life baby!!!

Bangkok was a blast for mummy see. Indulged in good food and contented at torturing our feet & wallet.

 

Forth Best for 2007:

X’mas came early on x’mas eve!
Mummy see and myself received our first present from little emre.

He actually showed us how to CLAP!!!

Okay, cheap thrill and no big deal to u and u.

But to me, it’s tones better than savoring Lust, Caution.

I guess these are little little things that make parents happy.

 

Fifth best for 2007:

Looking forward to 2008 New Year Day to celebrate little emre’s 1st birthday.

Akan Datang. It will take place tomorrow.

 

 

Okay, what next?? When there is ups, there will be downs…..

 

Worst for 2007:

Losing my grandfather.

Hated that kind of feeling and I hope never to go thru it again.

If u felt sad reading abt the dragon boat tragedy, I was in grief during the same period that i did not feel anything reading the reports.

 

I remember reading one reporter wrote something like the family members of the deceased went to the site and shout the name of the deceased asking them to come home.

Reading and picturing this article would have every readers’ eyes welled up.

 

But if one will to be at the madai crematorium on the day my grandfather was cremated.

Even a stranger with the stiffest heart would be moved if he/she witnessed the way grown ups literally screamed and wailed when my grandfather’s casket was trolley in to be cremated.

A terrible sight and it certainly would be in my head for quite some time.

 

All in all, do not take things for granted, treasure your love ones, tell them today that you treasure them and love them.

And yes, I love and treasure mummy see and little emre.

 

 JS

Hee, time really flies...my little one will be 1 year old on 4 jan 2008. so scary, it seems like not too long ago when we were waiting for him to pop and suddenly he is going to be 12 months old!

It has been a tiring, exciting, fulfilling and enjoyable 12 months. Watching him grow (bigger and bigger hee) is really a very satisfying and unforgettable experience.. of course daddy and mummy see had to sacrifice some things which we used to do together as a couple, e.g watching tv late into the nites together,movies, frequent trips to genting highlands etc etc....actually I feel that we are coping well, we managed to fit our little one into our busy, active lifestyles and yet still have couple time together regularly....we go on grocery shopping trips with our little one every friday and the 3 of us will have a drink at either starbucks or Mac....family bonding...we also managed to go on 3 overseas trips together, with the help of my mother....

Am very thankful to have my mother to take care of my little one for me....if not I think I won't even want to have a kid at all...I will probably not be able to go to work, cos I will be so worried about my little one if he was left in an infant care or under the care of anyone else. I have always admitted that I am a fussy and troublesome parent, so I am very sure only my mother can take all my weird instructions, nonsense and ridiculous behaviour...hehhehehhe...

I am very thankful that my little one is healthy and blessed to have so many people to love him and fuss over him...he has really brought alot of joy to our family....it is so amazing how everyone's moods and relationships improve whenever they see him....

Looking forward to his first birthday bash next week ....have invited many nice aunties and uncles....proud daddy and mummy see would love for their little munchkin to meet the aunties and uncles (we have not met up for a long time)....ordered an expensive lovely 3kg big cake for him (but he cannot eat cos there is egg in the cake, he might be allergic to it)...hope that my little one will like what we have planned for him and appreciate our efforts when he looks at the photos of the bash when he is older....

 

 

 

Hi, we are back from a 4 days shopping trip to Bangkok...

It is my little one's first time on the plane (it's his 3rd time out of spore, thanks to his crazy mummy, who needs to go out of spore for shopping once in a while..hee) , not a very glam plane, took jetstar so that mummy see can have more money to spend in BKK. but it is still a plane lah....the plane is not bad, better than what expected of budget airlines.....everyone is very nice because I was carrying a baby...hee....so I realised a baby is a very good 'VIP' pass to everywhere in spore and overseas....

he was very good on the plane, slept for half the journey to BKK and slept all the way on the flight back to Spore. so next time we can try a longer flight for him..hee..am always very very thankful that he is an easy baby to take on trips....

my little emre was molested by so many people during this trip! Everyone in thailand seems to love babies, they coo and drool when they see a baby and come up to touch him.....no wonder none of the locals bring their babies out on the streets...we only saw fewer than 5 babies during the whole trip...

I must say that BKK is not a good place for babies (I knew that so I took my mum along), cos not all the train stations come with escalators, we had to climb long flights of stairs carrying my 12kg emre...... luckily daddy see is strong and my mum, sister and cousin all came along..more power....the air is terrible, so we decided to let my son stay in the apartment with my mum when we 'chiong' the wholesale markets during the day...we took the 2 of them out for meals and shopping at the malls....The walkways were bumpy and very few ramps are seen, so prams are not very good there....the locals do not use prams, I think....

we shopped like mad, bought so many baby stuff (I can buy much more, but we really couldn't squeeze anymore stuff into our extra bags already), clothes for mummy see/ daddy see and plenty of other cute rubbish we found everywhere.....

We stayed at the Evergreen service apartments just next to Asia Hotel..not bad, clean and accessible, price was not bad too... and we could cook my little one' meals daily... we bought pumpkin, carrot, sweet potato  and spinach from their supermarket... had no courage to buy their fish and pork so my son had vegetarian meals for 4 days..hee..

I have to go and unpack all my shopping now....my little one is very tired cos we arrived in spore very late last night... will post again before my precious school hols are over......2 more precious weeks to go....hope the next 2 weeks will pass very very very very slowly...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gonna celebrate my little emre’s 1st birthday soon!

How fast can it be??!!

If fairy has wings, time must have wingsssssssss….

 

Maybe I have mentioned this a thousand times. But if someone can hear me, pls have a video camera following my little emre around every day and tape down his every action every move. So in twenty years time, I will still remember

 

1. the way he flap both his arms like a bird when he is happy,

2. the sound of his laughter,

3. the way he used his pincer fingers to pinch the bread from me and feed himself,

4. the way he smile shyly at strangers

 

Just like the Truman Show.

And ya, this is the best and my favourite movie of all time!!! Nothing beats that.

Think of it, when babies arrive in this world, they are so innocent, so dependent.

They eat what u feed, they learn wat u teach. They believe in u thru and thru.

In their own little world, everything is so simple, maybe beautiful.

I think this must be the kind of world before adam and eve ate the apple.

When I much much younger and still ignorant, I always lament to myself, why did they eat the apple!!??

They should have eaten the snake instead. Hmm…I can’t remember the story already.

Was there a snake in the story? Was it the snake that con them into eating the apple?

Anyway, no point crying over spilled milk. Eveything happen for many reasons, I supposed.

 

Children nowadays are more complicated. They play complicated stuff and even their thoughts are complicated.

 

I have the chance to mingle with young children every Sunday at the swimming pool.

There was this 5 years old boy who can comprehend adult’s mind games and that bothers me.

Ok. He was getting on my nerves so I decided to show him who is boss.

I punished him and he cried. I felt a bit bad cos it was nearing the end of the class and I dun want it to end on a bad note. So I asked them to do a race and challenge each other.

I purposely ask them to do something that I know this boy will win, make him happy la.

But instead of being happy after I declare him winner, this 5 YEAR OLD BOY rebuked “You purposely let me win because you just now make me cry”.

^*$%#@##$@&%!!!!!

 

JS

Last week was one of the worst weeks that my family had to go through.

Whole week, I seemed to be floating around. Everything was so surreal and that feeling sucks.

Little Emre lost his great-grandfather and for me, I have no more grandfathers.

 

Life sucks sometimes! I do understand that it is inevitable when ppl are old.

But the pain of losing a loved one is really unbearable.

 

My grandfather had been unwell for the past 7 yrs and worse in recent years. I still remember the number of tubes that was pierced thru his body when I visited him hospital in Aug 07. When I saw him at the hospital, my heart cried. He became half the size from the last time I saw him. After a long 9 days, he was discharged and allowed to go home.

Just when everyone looked forward to the new year, he left on 18 Nov peacefully.

 

One of my regrets is that I did not take a photo of him and little emre together.

I had wanted to take during the CNY this year but I forgot to bring my camera. I thought it was alright cos I could take some other time. But it never happen. Still remember the first time when my grandfather saw little emre, my grandfather cried. He was extremely emotional then.

 

I was driving my grandmother home. She told me that every time she go out and without fail, she would always say bye to my grandfather and tell him where she will be going. My grandfather passed away when my grandmother was not at home. But on that very day when he passed away, my grandmother did not say bye to him when she left the house. My heart hurts when I hear that….

A simple bye bye can be so precious. My grandmother’s heart must be aching that she missed that last goodbye. Did my grandfather hope to hear that last goodbye?

 

I was telling mummy see that it was a pity she did not see the healthy ah kong 7 years ago.

In my mind, I can still remember vividly that smiley, fun-loving ah gong who always like to tease his grandchildren.

My grandmother is an extremely nice lady but like all grandmothers, she always “scolds” my grandfather. I do not remember my grandfather scolding anyone. He just likes to lament that he did not strike 4D.

 

There was once(should be primary 4), my mum left me at my grandparents place. Cos she needed to go out and she only brought along my brother(she claimed that she could only bring 1). So to bribe me to be good boy and not to be jealous, she promised me a toy.

It was MASK, the bike that can turn into helicopter. The bike was called Condor or was it Concord.

When my mum came back, she bought that toy but it was for my brother. She explained to me that though she bought for my bro but he will share it with me. Guess how I felt, I felt cheated and was utterly depressed. I sat one side and teared quietly. My grandfather saw and upon  knowing what happen, he took out $10, gave it to me and asked me to go and buy that same toy. Then, $10 was a lot and he certainly did not have much cash to spare. I refused but he insisted that I take it. The toy is still with me today and it certainly mean more to me now.

 

Though he has left us for good and wherever he goes, he will continue to live in my heart.

He has strongly reinforced to me again that I must cherish my love ones and never take them for granted. And yes, I really appreciate everything that my wife has done for me and our little one.

 

And to my son, if you are reading this, did you remember to say “I love you” to your mummy today?

 

JS

wah... it's been a long time since mummy see had time to post....now that school hols are here, I will try to post more often...

my little baby is already a big boy..hee..he has a mind of his own now, and knows how to throw tantrums to get what he wants....and is also like a squriming little worm...refusing to sit quietly on our laps and instead wanting to cruise around the house with our help....

he is now sitting on my lap and watching my fingers move as I type..trying to snatch the mouse from me and biting a piece of it....everything looks so delicious to him now...hee..

My little one has a habit of throwing things on the floor and picking them up, he thinks that it is a fun game...he enjoys the cause and effect thingy like all babies..

have to bring him for a hair cut soon, his hair is getting too long and he looks like a girl...hee...some people still ask me if he is a boy or a girl....aiyoh, I dunno how they cannot tell that he is a boy.....100% male to me...

oh..he is getting restless on my lap..will post again soon....

 

 

 

Heya!! Finally squeezed some time to work my fingers on the keyboard.

 

Just started on a new job. And gosh, they practiced a stay-as-late-as-possible culture. At 7.30pm, you can still see the office swarmed with people like 3pm in the afternoon. I gave up. I did not even bother to ask what is the official working hours. Or maybe I am not used to it yet….

Still, spending quality time with my love ones is still one of my priorities.

 

I still remember one of my friends once told me.

That was when she heard of the news that mummy see was carrying little emre.

 

She said “imagine that u come home so unhappy at work. and when u open your home door, your little one run to you,  give u a hug and said I love daddy” how does that feel??

I thought it would be so sweet. It would just warm my heart.

 

Seriously, I really yearn for the day to come.

I really hope that little emre would tell me “I love u daddy”. Not once but everyday.

 

I did not say that to my father face to face before but I think i did write on his birthday card before. Ha! Things are always left unspoken.

Everything was convey through actions.

This is the way most of the children of our time are brought up.

Fathers are always 3 levels up, high and mighty.

They say, u listen. No whys, just do it.

Gosh! I can never imagine my father telling me that he loves me.

 

Abt 15yrs years back, he was stationed in Australia, I received a birthday card from him. Again, as cool as he always would be, he will not write anything much in the card. Very standard.

To Jackson,

 

Happy Birthday.

 

Best wishes,

(he will sign off his name like he sign for visa bills)  yes, he is really that cool.

 

But it was the card that caught my attention. He actually chose a card for me that says something like ” I am proud to have u as my son”. Ok, it may not be true cos there wasn’t anything really fanciful for him to be proud of me.

However, it did great for my self-esteem. I still have that card.

Imagine the effect on me should my father said that to me??

 

So I thought to myself, should I ever have children of my own, I would want to be affectionate. Show that I love and I care not only in action but also in words.

 

I still remember the first time I had to carry little emre to sooth him cos he was crying. This first words that I uttered to him “please dun cry, daddy loves you”

I paused. Ha! It felt strange at first cos of the culture I was brought up.

But it doesn’t matter. It just came naturally.

 

One fine day, my little emre is going to reply me, “I love you too, daddy”

 

JS

 

 

Daddy See, Mummy See, Little Emre and his grandmama went a trip to Genting Highlands last weekend.....many many things to bring including his pram and inflatable duckie bathtub....

It is our Little one's second trip overseas and his first time taking such a long bus journey up to genting.... we were initially quite apprehensive as we did not know if the 6 hour bus ride would be too much for our little one.... but decided to go ahead as he is generally not a very fussy baby.... and his parents really needed a break...

He was very very good, took 2 naps on the journey to genting and also on the return trip to Singapore.... I guess he knows that if he behaves well on this trip, he will get to go on many many more future trips...hee... so proud of our little one again...

Daddy See and Mummy See went on dates in the afternoons while grandmama took naps with little Emre. At night, Mummy See will accompany little Emre to sleep while Daddy See and grandmama will try to win some money from the casino.....nicely planned routine to benefit everyone...

The 4 of us enjoyed ourselves on this short trip... Daddy See won some money, so Mummy See gets presents and Little Emre received many presents....Poor grandmama lost all her money...hee, never mind, will go and win all the money back next time....

 

 

 

Little Emre is 8 months old already..scary how time flies...It seems like I was just pregnant not too long ago....hee..

My little one can already sit very well, flip here and there and everywhere....he is learning how to crawl now and enjoys standing up with some help from adults......He is still overweight and chubby although his weight gain is slowing down (thankfully!).

He started on solid food when he was six months old. He enjoys eating everything and anything....cereal, porridge, papaya, pumpkin, potato, spinach, green apple....whatever you feed him, he will eat...I am really getting worried that he will be very very fat when he grows up...have to control what he eats.....

His hair is growing too....no longer a little botak boy....had a head full of black hair... I am always amazed on how his looks changes day by day, his photo in his passport already does not look like him.... of cos to his all loved ones, he is looking better and cuter day by day...hee....on some days he looks like Daddy See and on some days he looks like Mummy See, hee, we have concluded that he looks like the both of us....

He has brought much joy to everyone, being the one and only baby and the first baby in the family in 13 years.....everyone fusses over him and fights to carry him...his poor Daddy See and Mummy See don't even get to see or carry him much when we are out on family outings...hee.....Really hope he does not get spoiled from all the attention....

Really glad that we decided to try for a baby, all our 'tiredness' always seem to disappear when we see him....

 We are a pair of proud proud parents..hee, (like all parents in the world) . Mummy See always get very 'high' when strangers comment that my little boy is very cute..hee..... but I get very irritated when strangers always want to touch my little boy's face...See but no touch ok? Cos our hands are full of germs....hee, okie, I admit I am quite a fussy mummy who is very particular about cleanliness when it comes to my little one....Aiyah, it's our first kid mah, that's why we are both very particular about many things....bear with us ok???

 

It's been 2 months since I have posted an entry...Mummy See is busy at work, adjusting back to working life...

It was exhausting..waking up at 5.30am every morning, waking little Emre up at 6am for his morning feed, sending him to my mum's place at 6.30am and reaching school around 7am....The first week was so tiring that I didn't know what I was doing....hee... after 6 months of waking up at 11am, 5.30am is ridiculously early!!! Really felt like crying during those first few days....

Also had to adjust to expressing milk twice a day in school as my little one is still on complete breast milk diet together with solid food......really tiring, my free periods are spent expressing milk...But I will endure and persist....4 more months to go....cos I intend to nurse him till he is 1 year old...must jia you...I can do it!!! That is the best gift I can give my little one......Daddy See is always very proud of me that I have saved alot of money for him.. (not having to buy milk powder)..He thinks I should do it for as long as I can..

Little Emre had to adapt to a whole new schedule with his dear mummy See. His first tooth also decided to pop out during my first week back at work, so he was very uncomfortable and that contributed to a few more sleepless nights for the both of us....

Our little boy also fell ill for the first time in his whole life when he was 6 months old....all daddy see's fault, daddy caught a cold and passed the virus to his little boy, whose immune system was low due to the teething process... Little Emre had  a mild cough and some flu symptoms and he did not like taking medicine at all... we had to struggle to feed him his cough mixture..... hai... hope he will not fall sick too often.....being sick once is enough for the year..

I am so glad that everything had fallen into a routine and we have all survived! Even Little Emre wakes up at 6am on his own sometimes..hee..good boy.... He is coping well and I am always thankful that he is bright and cheery every morning when he wakes up....

I always look forward to weekends when Daddy See will bring us out so that Mummy See gets her weekly dose of retail therapy....it is also when we enjoy family bonding time at shopping malls...hee, little emre seems to enjoy shopping with mummy and daddy....

Now l am looking forward to the December hols when I can spend more time with my little one all day long....3 more months to endure....only 12 weeks to go....